The House of Obsidian was never meant to be just fantasy. It was always meant to be a devotion. Mysticism is the undercurrent of everything I write. It is not...
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There are stories that shimmer at the edges of our dreams—tales we think we imagine, until they begin to breathe beneath our skin. The House of Obsidian is not merely...
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“Before there was light, there was tension. Before there was sound, there was ache. And from that ache—the Cosmos split itself in two: Stillness, and Flame.” §1 — The...
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